Spring and Autumn I Am King

Xiaoyi gently docked on the pier, the armored men in black put up wooden boards on the side of the ship and stood on both sides solemnly, while Zhao Wuxi carried his dark clothes and passed between them. 【...】

After leaving the rickety boat and stepping on the firm ground, I felt a sense of steadiness in my heart. When I turned around, the big river, which was not quite turbid, had been left behind.

Wuxi remembers this sentence in "Easy": The sky hangs the elephant, and the sage rules it!

The Central Plains people in the Spring and Autumn Period worshiped the stars and believed that the misfortunes of the world and the rise and fall of the country were related to the stars in the sky, so Wu Zhu and the historians based on the astronomy and the geography, and divided the existing states and countries according to the twelve stars of the stars. It is divided into twelve areas, so that the two correspond to each other, the outside is for watching the changes of the stars, and the inside is for the use of mountains and rivers.

This is the so-called "twelve divisions", and the princes of the world, Zhou, Jin, Chu, Qi, Qin, Lu, Song, Wei, Yan, Zheng, Wuyue, Xianyu and Baidi, have their own belongings.

Among them, the division of Wei corresponds to the two constellations in the camp room and the east wall, and the order of the stars is "the second order of Bowei".

The division of Jin corresponds to the two stars of Shen and Ganshen, and the star order is "the second order of real Shen".

Jin and Wei are divided on this frontier on the earth, and this is the long and wide river in front of them.

Traveling from the south to the north and returning to the north, with a reed sailing, is another world!

"I'm back..." Zhao Wuxi said this silently in his heart, as if he was speaking to himself, as if he was speaking about this piece of Da Yu's house, and at the same time as if he was speaking to Shen, Gushen Ersu listened.

If he didn't have the experience of the past few years, he might be full of excitement, but now, there is only calm, although the calm is turbulent.

When I went to the country, who would have imagined that this time I would leave for five years?

Although the young man's head has not turned white, and the local accent has not changed, he is a person from this country. But he has already treated him as a foreigner, and when he came around, his expression was respectful and unfamiliar, and he just asked with a smile, "Where did the guest come from?"

So far, Zhao Wuxi and his party have all crossed over. Their battle was very conspicuous, and the people waiting on the north bank of Jijin got the news in advance, and obviously knew who was coming. After some swaying, the ferry was in an orderly manner again, and one person came out of the crowd.

He is the eldest brother of the Zhao family. Zhao Bolu!

...

Burrow is an honest man, always has been.

Since he was a child, he has been the most similar to Zhao Yang's sons. In front of his father, he seems to be so submissive that he can't bear the weight of his clothes. He treats his brothers and sisters softly as if he doesn't make a sound.

So when he grew up, although he had the filial piety and virtue of the eldest brother, he did not have the majesty of the eldest brother. Zhao Yang, who has a strong personality and has great ambitions, is not optimistic about him. In recent years, he can even be described as "cold", which is in stark contrast to his younger brother's favor.

It is impossible to say that Bo Lu did not complain in his heart, but since as the eldest son, he naturally has some responsibilities in the clan, and he has to undertake the task of welcoming the wandering son of the Zhao family, although he has mixed feelings about this mission in his heart.

The battle without shirts stirring in the East is too great. If it spreads to the west of Taihang, even if Bolu lives in Xintian of Jin State, hibernates in his hometown in the lower palace, and raises his head a little. He will also be splashed all over his face by the waves he set off.

Then, there is a mouth full of sourness.

Whenever there is something about Wu Xie's actions, his jealous wife will complain to him, the sharp irony, which makes Berlu have a headache, but it is compared with the heavy pressure on him from the outside world. That's not too bad.

There is a young brother who is too capable. As an older brother, he is also a little embarrassed when he is happy for the growing prosperity of the clan...

He was only slightly startled for a while, and then he reacted to the time when the guest had landed. Now is not the time to be in a daze. Seeing that the eight-foot tall young man in Chinese clothing is getting closer and closer, Bo Lu can only bite the bullet and reveal Greeted with a smile.

When he got to the front, Zhao Wuxi didn't show any slights. He hurriedly bowed his hands and smiled brightly: "I have seen Uncle Brother."

The Bolu in front of Wu Xie was very different from four or five years ago. After all, the years are inspiring. He is nearly thirty years old. He has a square and straight face, and has two beards on his thin lips. The tiredness and anxiety in the warm eyes also became stronger, so that there were deep bags under the eyes.

Bo Lu hummed, and also greeted Wu Xun and looked behind him at the same time. I saw that the ferry crossing on the north bank of Jijin was already full of welcome teams, banners and flags were fluttering, and there were many entourages, including more than a thousand soldiers and cavalry!

On the other hand, on his own side, he only brought more than a hundred people to greet him, which seemed a bit shabby.

Thinking that when the four sons were ordered by their father and each went to a small town to preside over affairs, Bolu also called in front and back, and Wu Xie had few followers. However, recently, it has been completely reversed.

Bolu was relieved to treat Zhao Wuxi as his brother, but then he couldn't think of anything to say. So many people were watching, even if he couldn't show his brotherly affection, he couldn't stand on the shore. ?

Just at this moment, many well-dressed nobles came to this side one after another on the landing ship, and they saluted Zhao Wuxi from a distance, with a faint fear in their eyes, obviously they came with Zhao Wuxi to welcome the team. .

In order to avoid embarrassment, Bo Lu pointed at the nobles and snorted lightly, pretending to be relaxed: "It's rare to come back without a shirt, it's really exciting, and he has brought so many guests."

Zhao Wuxi turned his head to look at those people, and smiled to himself: "These people had some friendship with me when I was in the Eastern Kingdom. I heard that I had returned to Jin and got married. Helpless."

"The most insufferable place in the world is these people who tend to be inflamed." Bo Ludao, nodded his understanding.

When he and Han Ji got married, there were also a bunch of sons of out-of-power doctors, or distant relatives of Liu Qing, and even poor people who had lost their land. Using Hexi's pretext, they wanted to cheat some money and silk, or they begged the Zhao family to accept them as retainers.

But for these people, you can't drive out with a sly face, you can only entertain them with kind words. After all, my father has already made a name for recruiting talents. Today, the lower palace and Jinyang have raised thousands of diners. They constitute the talent pool of the Zhao clan. According to their different talents, they are sent to various places as city officials. Although Zhao's centralization reform was not as effective as that of Dong Zhao, it was more radical than the other five ministers.

So Bo Lu said: "It's a guest from afar, the courtesy should not be neglected, and there is no shirt, so please give me a recommendation."

No shirt promises. Humblely let the guests who followed him from Sishang to attend the wedding for his fame and power came forward and introduced them one by one.

He pointed to a shy young man whose dark clothes were covered with the wheel emblem and said, "This is Xue Bo's son Zhong. Gong Ziyi."

"It turned out to be a prince!"

Bo Lu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly greeted him, but his face was still good. Zhao Wuxi then paced up to the second one: "This one is Yu Wan, the Prince of Teng."

Young Master Yi and Young Master Yu Wu slowly greeted Bo Lu, they were vassals of Song Lu. How can General Zhao not come to join us at the marriage?

Zhao Wuxi did not stop, and once again introduced the next handsome young man in casual clothes with an old-fashioned face: "This one is the prince of the state of Zhu."

The son Cao Pi didn't want to come, but he couldn't stand his brother, who was already afraid of Zhao Wuxi like a tiger. He thought that he would be more courteous on weekdays, maybe Zhu Guojian would reduce the annual tribute to the two upper states of Song and Lu. Then came with him.

Looking at Zhao Wuxi's face, he reluctantly raised his robe to Bo Lu.

Zhao Bolu returned the salute timidly, one after the other. He is already a little dizzy, and these people are all the sons and grandsons of the Sishang princes! Although it was the smallest country, it was an independent country after all. It was not the same as the poor men who came to fight the autumn wind at his wedding banquet. He felt his face was burning, and he could not wait to find a place to get in.

Although Zhao Wuxi in front of him still treated him as a brother and looked respectful, the things he did in the East were real.

Wu Xie is the "little uncle" in Si Shang! Is it surprising to be greeted by princes?

Too small, because his vision and pattern are too small. Bo Lu also understood at once, the words Dong Anyu said to him before he left...

But Bo Lu has not collapsed, because today he represents not only himself, but also Zhao's face. Under the watchful eyes of the public, Wu Xie can stand up for Zhao, and he can't be too embarrassed.

So he thanked the young masters for coming to support him, and then turned his attention to the last one, but saw that this man had beautiful eyebrows, and his attitude was much more arrogant than the few just now. It seems that he really wants to show that he stands out from the crowd, and his behavior, words and deeds are very skilled and intimate with Zhao Wuxi.

Could it be a noble son of Lu country? Or a real power doctor?

"I don't know who this is..."

Zhao Wuxi glanced at him before he was on the boat and was still crying, begging himself to protect him, but now he is a dog-like pony, and said with a smile: "Brother, this is an unexpected joy that I met on the way, he is Jin. The most honorable guest of the country and the Zhao family..."

"Prince of Wei State, Kuai Yu!"

Bo Lu opened his mouth. Unlike Zhu, Teng, and Xue, the three small states that had lost their independence, Wei State was a medium-sized state, and it was now fighting against Jin and Zhao. He didn't know what method Zhao Wuxi used to get the Crown Prince of Wei. He was just thinking that as a Qingzi, he seemed to be lower than the Crown Prince of Wei. Should he give him a heavy gift?

But looking at Kuai Xue's expression of nodding and bowing in front of Zhao Wuxi, Bo Lu opened his mouth, but felt that his throat was dry, and he couldn't say a word...

...

The two brothers exchanged a few words, and after introducing the guests, all of Jijin's family members of the Zhao family had followed, and they surrounded Zhao Wuxi and saluted.

After struggling for nearly an hour, it was getting late after eating, so I could only rest at the ferry for one night. Counting the date, today is only the second day of March, and it will take four or five days to arrive in Wenxian, just in time for the wedding date, so there is no need to hurry.

There are also a thousand defenders on the north bank of Jijin, who are stationed in the four corners of the fortress, and the area connected to the port has become a rather prosperous small city.

After entering the clean and tidy building, Zhao Wuqi personally arranged the living of his wife, concubines and young son, and planned to go back to his room to wash and rest.

Unexpectedly, in the yard, they met Zhao Bolu who was wandering here. The two rooms were close to each other, only separated by a short wall.

Zhao Bolu looked preoccupied, he looked up at the moon for a while, sighed, and then lowered his head to look at his own shadow, shook his head and smiled bitterly, not even realizing Zhao Wuxi's arrival.

Zhao Wuxi's heart was moved, he called out a trusted confidant, and said something like this in his ear, and after a while, the trusted confidant came over with a lacquer plate ~www.wuxiahere.com~ carrying wine and vegetables.

"Brother?"

When Bo Lu turned around, he saw Zhao Wuxi smiling brightly. He raised the porcelain jug, which has been popular among Jin Lu aristocrats in recent years, from the stone table in the courtyard, and invited Bo Lu:

"Brother, you and my brother haven't seen each other for many years, how about a drink together?"

Bo Lu was stunned for a moment, his lips moved slightly, and he hesitated to speak. After repeating it a few times, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Wei, it's time to drink it once, because my brother just has something in his heart to tell you..."

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(To be continued.)

ps: Thanks for the smiles of the book friends, Man Xing 31, Yan Shiji, Tian Bing Eagle, the most red sunset, Tang Minhang, Yu Qingwei, Planetary Dream Rain, Mystery 12345, Luo Guoliang, Jinse. Yanyue, has a smile, czdxh042408, also family fis, ll, garlic is a foodie, simon_s, lonely little stone, dd's reward!

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